Chapter 243: Fragrance and jade damage, thousands of souls buried 7

Twenty-two people looked at the halo figure coming out of the rolling smoke.

"Step..."

"Step..."

With a sense of weight, the footsteps pedaled on the ground, and the gravel came out. Coupled with some burning smoke and the sound of flames, people can hear a feeling of scalp numbness on a quiet night.

"How can it be that he is not dead! He didn't die!!"

"It's impossible. How can you not die under such a scale of sneak attack? It must be an illusion, an illusion!"

A wisp of open fire was suddenly born around, which was very evil, and the temperature around it rose. The originally cold and wet night suddenly dried up at this moment, followed by the shock of twenty-two people!

One of the blood-robed people smiled grimly and shouted, "I'm not dead. I guess I'm almost hurt!" Hey hey, it's time to play this time!!" After saying that, he threw the rifle on his body on the ground, pulled out the sharp blade hanging on his waist, and stamped the soles of his feet down fiercely. Then he rushed in for a roaring shadow, and the sharp blade in his hand flashed with extremely cold light!

"Give me your head obediently! Since he is not dead, he doesn't pretend to be dead. How dare he rise up?"

The man smiled ferorously and the figure was fast, and the sharp blade in his hand cut to the figure of halo in the blink of an eye. The speed was too fast.

In the scene of the smoke, a white jade hand was wrapped around the rich blue light, and his left hand suddenly gently said to him: "Those who touch the immortals, die!" When a faint word came out, it made people's hearts sway, and the insipid words suddenly spread.

"Those who touch the immortals, die!"

"Those who touch the immortals, die!!"

"The one who touches the immortals! Die!!"

The explosion echoed in everyone's mind. Everyone was stunned, and their eyes flashed the shock, but the next shock was far more than that!

The moment the two fingers pointed out, the sharp blade suddenly collided. The sharp blade of the magic soldier created by the Qin family was gently clicked by these two fingers, and suddenly turned into Taoist debris, and the sharp blade was broken on the spot. The mouth of the man in the blood robe was broken. Before he could roar, he suddenly flashed a wisp of golden light. When the twinkling golden light appeared, a frightening power bloomed.

"Boom--!"

The violent explosion came out, and the strong momentum blew the surrounding smoke with the hurricane, revealing its original appearance, and even the appearance of the dark shadow gradually revealed. I can't help but do this. Xia Feng held a red gold brush, and the figure had reached the shadow, and the tip of the pen gently clicked on it...

It's just a little bit.

"Mo Shang!"

The moment the two words spit out from Xia Feng's mouth, a wisp of golden light spread rapidly and then burst out suddenly, completely smashing the man in front of him.

"Hiss--!"

The sound of inhaling cold air suddenly spread, and twenty-one people looked at this scene in shock. Twenty-one people forgot to breathe at this moment, making people feel that the surrounding space seemed to be very heavy. At the same time, it also angered the other 19 people in blood robes, nine of whom pulled out their sharp blades and shouted angrily, "I don't know what is alive or dead!"

"Now that you have come out, then die!"

Ten people in blood robes were dumbfounded. Hearing this sentence, they saw Xia Feng still holding a gold pen and constantly sketching something into the air. They were creepy to understand what Xia Feng was doing!

"Immortal art, boundary!" Xia Feng smiled coldly and said with flat eyes, "The feng shui here is very good, which is very suitable for you and other cemeteries." After saying that, he gently touched the ground, and the figure disappeared in place out of thin air!

"Go there, go there, go there!!!"

A man in a blood robe suddenly pulled out his sharp blade and looked around in panic, afraid that the summer wind would suddenly come out. The shadow of death shrouded the heads of twelve people, and only a finger suddenly emerged from the ground behind the power warlock on the left, and then a wisp of tricolor flame hit the other party's heel.

"Suff..."

"Ah--!"

The original living people turned into a pinch of black ashes, which was creepy, and even shocked them again. At this time, they were stunned, and they followed each other with a clear knife and a clear gun. Two shoulders against one head, who is afraid of whom? They are even elite dead men, but such a supernatural killing makes people have the illusion of death.

As if, the next one is dead!

It's yourself!!

"Suff...!"

A familiar sound of flames came out. The power warlock on the right didn't have time to roar, so he turned into a pinch of ashes and floated in the air. Then a figure suddenly appeared in front of the other ten people in blood robe, and even shocked them. At the moment of sudden appearance, Xia Feng looked at the ten people and suddenly shook his head, wanting to When you are ready to do it...

"Summer Wind..."

A soft call came, and the voice trembled with three points.

Xia Feng's originally plain eyes finally rippled. Finally, he flashed the scarlet murder and then fainted, and gently waved at the ten people with a golden pen in his hand.

Draw a picture!

When this stroke was painted towards ten people, Xia Feng silently put away the golden pen and walked towards Tian Xiangxiang not far away. Step by step, the people who listened to it in a muffled voice panicked. Ten people looked at Xia Feng and gave up the killer to him. They shivered at the same time, and even when the adhesive tape was unstable and wanted to turn around and leave.

A breeze is rippling around at this moment.

This breeze... From the moment of rippling, ten people have not yet reacted.

"Jian Gang!!"

"Remit!!!"

There was a burst of shouting, even with fear and disbelief. The original plain breeze with spring roared, and the originally docile sheep turned into a bloodthirsty python. The strong wind destroyed the withered wood and caused a sensation. The strong wind suddenly blew out like a real wind blade, and even screamed.

Ten people are masters. How can they not understand this scene?

The uptiger, who was lying on the ground to take care of Tian Xiangxiang, looked at the hurricane Jiangang, and his pupils were already stormy.

The strong sword rolled up a layer of cement on the ground. The violent roar was simply heartbreaking and shocking. Before the ten people could react, they were swallowed up by the violent sword in the blink of an eye!

This is the summer wind, the sword sent by the middle-level magic weapon in the early stage of foundation construction!

Silently walked to the upright tiger. Tian Xiangxiang, who was lying on the ground, was wearing a white dress. The original skin was whiter at this time, but there was no spring, which could not make people feel fluttered. Xia Feng didn't look at the group of bastards behind him, but squatted down, but the Aohu next to him said tremblingly, "I'm afraid... When the rocket launcher exploded just now, your defensive light curtain was slowly stimulated and pierced the back... The internal organs inside... Basically..." Aohu said dryly.

"Don't worry, I'm a fairy. I want people to die, and I want anyone to live. God can't take it away."